Dragon Ball: Super God Vegeta

Chapter 519

Chapter 519

It is undeniable that there are some forces in Huo Qingwu’s nature, who look down on the weak and treat them like ants.

But he worships the strong, and this kind of worship is even morbid.

It is precisely because of this that she had that kind of performance before.

Contempt for the little white dragon, obsessed with the powerful Monkey King!

Vegett is not disgusting, let alone admiring people of this character.

Most of the time, he doesn’t care about the other party at all.

“Speed ​​up, let’s meet this elder Jinchi for a while and see what magical powers he has!”

The white dragon horse gallops fast, Vegett, Son Goku, Huo Qingwu, driving the clouds.

In a moment, he crossed a ten-mile road and came to the front of the mountain gate.

But I saw: layers of halls and pavilions, one after another in Langfang, outside the Sanshan Gate, there are thousands of colorful clouds covering the sky. In front of the Wufu Hall, thousands of red mists loomed.

When approaching the door, Sanzang dismounted and Sanxian landed.

The red door of the monastery opened with a bang. Two teams of monks, more than 300 people, holding staffs and bright robes, stepped out and stood in two rows.

A luxuriously dressed and radiant old man, strutting, raised his head slightly, passed the three hundred disciples, and came to Sanzang.

With a smile on his face, he looked a little arrogant: “Are you the Dongtu monk, Tang Sanzang?”

Sanzang was slightly dazzling about this kind of costume wearing gold and gold: “Little monk Sanzang, I have seen the abbot.”

Jin Chi looked up and down at Sanzang with both eyes rudely, and at a certain time, he seemed to smile disdainfully: “I thought the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi was such a handsome character, but I didn’t expect it to be so ordinary, which is really disappointing.”

Sanzang blinked and said, “What kind of Sanzang will not disappoint you?”

“Wearing a seven-treasure robes and holding a nine-ring tin rod, he has a noble aura and an extraordinary conversation, which makes people feel disheartened.”

Jin Chi stretched out his hand and pointed at him and smiled: “But, look at you, you have a shabby padded jacket, a dark complexion, vicissitudes of life, and even an unshaved beard on his face. There is a smell of not taking a bath for a long time. Disgusting.”

Sanzang smiled, and said to Vegett next to him: “Let’s go, the way is different, and we don’t agree.”

With a fierce look and grinning teeth, Vegeta said to Jin Chi: “I heard that your character is so fucking, but I didn’t expect to be so fucked. I advise you to be careful when speaking later, and the misfortune comes out of your mouth.”

Seeing that they hadn’t even entered the door, they had to turn around and leave, and their mission would be declared a failure before they even started.

Jin Chi was anxious, ignoring Beget’s threats, and quickly said: “San Zang, left because of anger, and saw the Buddha without worshiping. Is your aura only this big?”

“It’s not a matter of strength.”

Halfway through Sanzang, I caught a glimpse of Jin Chi’s face full of disbelief, and couldn’t help but laugh: “Well, I will go in and worship. Anyway, Guanshiyin is one of my three Buddhist sages.”

The crowd entered the temple and came to the Bodhisattva’s image. San Zang did not bow or bend over, but personally lit a stick of incense, put it in the incense burner, closed his eyes, and prayed with all his heart.

After a while, San Zang opened his eyes and was surprised to see that Jin Chi and hundreds of monks were looking at him angrily.

“San Zang, seeing that the Bodhisattva doesn’t worship, you really have no respect for the Buddha, and you are bold and in vain!” Jin Chi shouted.

Sanzang smiled and said, “For you, Guanshiyin is a sacred person who needs to be worshipped, but for me, she is just an acquaintance. When you go to your friend’s house, do you have to bow down to the other party?”

Jin Chi was speechless by his words, and an unknown fire burst into his heart.

Sophistry said: “Public is public, and private is private. In the mortal world, the emperor and his courtiers can be friends, but at the meeting, they must also bow down and salute.”

Sanzang laughed: “The courtiers salute the emperor because they have a vassal relationship. Can Guanshiyin and I have a vassal relationship?”

“The Guanyin Bodhisattva is my Buddhist saint, and you are a Buddhist disciple. Isn’t this a subordinate relationship?”

Avalokitesvara is a saint in Hinayana Buddhism, but not a saint in Mahayana Buddhism.

These words passed through Sanzang’s heart, but they didn’t say it after all.

After all, there is a suspicion of splitting Buddhism.

“It’s almost done, and then, it’s all nonsense.”

Seeing Jin Chi showing a proud expression because Sanzang kept silent, Vegett said indifferently.

Jin Chi raised his eyes, and a ray of disgust flashed in his muddy eyes: “The wild monster monkey, what’s so arrogant just by trickery?”

Son Goku’s face was cold, and Jin Hui shone when he reached out his hand, drew a stick to Jin Chi’s forehead in a volley.

The third-rank golden lotus condensed in the air, trying to block the iron rod, but was instantly shattered.

The invincible iron rod hit Jin Chi’s forehead, and the blood flowed across his face, covering his eyes.

“This is just to teach you a lesson. Take care of your stinky mouth. You have to distinguish between who can provoke and who can’t.”

Jin Chi’s eyes were cracked, his anger flushed, and his body trembled slightly.

In the end, relying on his own reason, he forcibly endured it.

With his strength, even if he increases tenfold, he will not be an opponent of Son Goku.

Not to mention, there is another Vegett watching him.

“Guangzhi, it’s getting late, take a few guests to the cafeteria for dinner.”

Jin Chi wiped off the blood from his forehead, and Maoruo said without incident.

After the westbound people followed Guangzhi and left, Jin Chi showed an extremely resentful look on his face, and roared in his heart: “Poker monkey, Hoskin, I must break your corpses into pieces!”

After the roar, Jin Chi felt better.

After thinking for a moment, gritted his teeth, and summoned a small crystal ball, his expression was a bit painful and a bit crazy.

People who survive for a long time are not necessarily very powerful.

But over the years, many good things may remain.

The little crystal ball contained nearly a treasure of Yuanhui hidden in Jinchi.

It was a real fire of Zhu Rong, the god of fire, during the prehistoric period.

Released, it is enough to burn the little world and destroy the law.

After dinner, Guangzhi said, “Master Sanzang, I have evening classes every night in the Guanyin Monastery. I beat drums and bells and recite scriptures. Would you like to go over and take a look and give some guidance?”

“I dare not say that it is a guide.” San Zang smiled, as a response, turned his head and said to Beijit and others: “Do you want to follow it?”

“I don’t have much interest in Buddhist scriptures, but I am very interested in what will happen in the evening class.” Vegett looked at Guangzhi and said with a smile.

Guangzhi was inexplicably confused and said: “The donor is joking. The evening class is nothing more than the process, and nothing interesting will happen.”

Vegett was noncommittal about this, and said to Sanzang: “Let’s go, let’s go, and listen first, will the monks here chant sutras?”*